When I stepped outside I wondered about the yellow circle in the sky.
I looked down and saw the color reflecting on myself, deciding that today I felt as yellow as can be.
There once was a girl, she liked to spit in water after her lover kissed her.
Not how the past looked at me. Not how the future tries to define me.
I see myself for what I really am through the eyes of this very second.
The sand came raining down on the dry land.
This is the first time you say I remind you of money.
This is the first time I say we should call ourselfs an institution.
You hold yourself onto me when you hold me.
You laugh when you say you don't think you can love me.
But I say medicine is magical and I think you could.
A tree walked through me yesterday. Now my heart has turned to wood.
Does it deserve a quiet night? My screaming underwater becomes an airbubble speeding to the surface and when I come up for air she smiles at me. You didn’t hear me right?